The moon was blocked, and the surroundings were dark. Only the street lights below were left, and they filled the air like stars.
an xiaowan couldn't think of anything for a moment as she was being held by him.
why was it that when he came up, he didn't get angry, cold-faced, and pounced on yingying as she had expected, but a hug instead?
Moreover, he was hugging her so tightly.
A pair of arms wrapped around her tightly, as if he was trying to take her into his soul.
This kind of hug made her feel that this man seemed to be reluctant to part with her and cherished her existence.
when an xiaowan thought of this, she immediately took a deep breath and suppressed her chaotic thoughts.
No, I can't think like that.
she was only his lover. wasn't the definition of the word 'lover' just a transaction of money and sex that could end at any time?
How could he treasure it?
